Hang up the phone, Dongtang late you chin against the top of cloud words, with you cold eyes to see her mobile phone: "so late, who call you?"
"It's Huahua. He said that Beiqing wants to see us. Do you have time?" Yunci turns to look at the man.
Dongtang was stunned for a moment and nodded: "I said I would go to see him before, but I've been delayed by things. Recently I'm free. Let's go together."
"How about tomorrow?" Cloud words asked: "I listen to Hua Hua's tone a little urgent, should be what happened."
"OK, I'll ask Zou Bo to book the ticket later."
The next day, Yunci and Dongtang Chiyou board the plane to Shuo country. In the afternoon, they arrive at the new residence she arranged for Xiabei's sinking.
Hua Yinong has been waiting at the door, looking at the side of Yunci and Dongtang Chiyou, and immediately welcoming: "boss, you're here."
Yunci walked towards the apartment and asked, "what's the matter?"
Hua Yinong sighs and tells Yunci everything that happened during this period.
After hearing the words, he frowned and said, "what about the encounter with Shen?"
Hua Yinong pointed to the other side of the road: "I live there, but Xia Beiqing doesn't know. If I know, it's time to make trouble again. I don't know what he's thinking. Maybe you'd better have a chat with him."
Cloud words turn Mou, and East Tang late you looked at each other, tacit understanding needless to say, also understand each other in the mind.
At this time, not far away from the sound of wheels across the floor, a few people turn to see, suddenly see the living room, Xia Beiqing is pushing his wheelchair, toward the door.
Seeing Yunci and Dongtang Chiyou outside the door, he raised his lips and grasped the wheelchair tightly with both hands. He was excited with joy. His eyes became red gradually and his tears gushed out.
He opened his mouth tremblingly, as if he wanted to call for brother and sister-in-law, but he could not make a sound after all.
Yunci walked to Xia Beiqing, bent down and put his hand on his shoulder: "long time no see, how are you recently?"
Xia Beiqing nodded hard and tears fell down.
Dongtang Chiyou looks at the boy in the wheelchair. His hands are tightly clenched into fists, and his joints are white.
When Xia Beiqing had an accident, he was in a coma. Now, this is his first time to see him.
Even though he knew that his legs were disabled and his voice was hoarse, he could be seen sitting in a wheelchair with his own eyes. His whole body was thin and pale and sick. He no longer ran to him with a brilliant smile like he used to. When his voice was clear and he called brother Che, Dongtang Chiyou's heart was still like falling into the abyss.
Xia Bei tilts his head and looks at Dongtang Chiyou with a pair of hazy tears. He can't help but turn his mouth. He is still pitiful and wronged in front of him as he used to be.
Dongtang Chi walks with a heavy step, step by step to the front of Xia Beiqing, stiffly raises his hand and gently puts it on his head.
Xia Bei tilts his head and still stares at Dongtang Chiyou with adoring eyes. He laughs while weeping. Then he picks up the pen and paper he carries to write. His tears fall on the paper and he faints.
——Chico, you're here at last.
Dongtang Chiyou gently opened her thin lips and felt a slight blockage in her throat: "yes, I'm coming."